Mabel Juice Novels & Stories

HAILEY Marcus Vega's report arrived via encrypted email at eleven PM. I'd been waiting for it, refreshing my inbox obsessively since dinner. When it finally appeared, I opened it immediately, scanning through the pages. Mabel James. Born Mabel James, married name Mabel Hoss. Thirty-two years old. Stylist based in Los Angeles, recently returned to New York. I already knew all of that. I scrolled down, looking for something useful. Something I could actually use against her.

"Oh, that's right. Um, sorry Gabriel. I just think muffins are a little better, you know?" "No, I don't." "Let's vote on it," I suggested. "All in favor for my grandma's chocolate chip muffins." I was suprised when most of the hands went up. Only Gabe, Bethany and Abby didn't raise their hands. "I think that settles it." Haven smiled. "Oh and one more thing, I think we should nix guava juice in place of sparkling lemonade that I'm gonna make." "I already got the ingredients for it." Bethany stated.

She then found the medicine box below the cabinet and took two headache pills. After that, she went to open the refrigerator in the kitchen, she noticed, "What happened to those fruit juices I used to drink?" The servant responded, "Mr. Jardin said those fruit juices contained additives and weren't healthy. So, he replaced them all with milk. What kind of fruit juice do you want to drink? I can make a fresh one for you." Madelyn did not respond. She just poured a glass of warm water. She thought, 'Now that he's been relieved from his position, he's so free that he takes care of these kinds of things? He sure has a lot of free time.'

"You know I'm not, you practically developed laser eyes specifically against my poor hands which won't accidentally stop roaming at the back of her chair." Marley released a burst of hysterical laughter. "Don't blame me. Those hands weren't accidentally roaming though." "So where she at?" Ken inquired. "Somewhere outside," Marley approached the concession stand and ordered. "How old is Mabel?" Marley addressed Josh. "Just two days," Josh replied, reaching for the Soda he had earlier ordered. He handed one to Ken, two to Marley and held two for himself and Mabel. "What happened with Audrey?" Ken dived.

"I know what my sister did was wrong, but she won't stop regretting her actions." "Yeah, it's a good thing Shawn didn't drink the juice." "Who did?" Her eyes narrowed. "I did." Mabel's eyes widened in shock, her mouth hanging open. "What? You did? How?" "When I returned home from the beach that day, I was so thirsty, and I found the chilled juice on the dining table and drank it by replacing it with another one."She said, her tone casual. "What happened after you drank it?"She asked. "I can't remember, I was lucky Shawn was by my side."

Malcolm was too lazy to choose anything else and ordered five cups of strawberry juice. Then he put down the phone and continued to think about things. Could it be Dominic? He had to find out if it was Dominic or not. If he has the talent in this area, send him immediately to receive professional training. The strawberry juice was quickly sent over, and Marilyn and Alaina drank happily! Marilyn had always liked strawberry-flavored things, and she would not reject any strawberry-related things! Malcolm also drank happily. Only Sergio and Julian silently looked at the bright red liquid without any desire.

"What are you talking about?" Mabel gave her a sly grin. "Oh, don't worry, Amanda. I'm not interested in causing trouble but if you ever change your mind about our friendship, you know where to find me. I am extending that hand now before I begin to destroy everything you think you have achieved right in your eyes." With that, Mabel walked past Amanda and headed for the exit. At the door, "I think you should work on making your stomach protrude. You will get caught easily this way"

She keeps on kissing me all over my face which I enjoyed of course. I convince Ella to take the pain reliever. She just agreed because I told her it is a candy and it will give her superpowers if she take it. She was out like a light after I tuck her in. I ask the MIB and according to them they saw Ella standing beside the juice stand and she keeps convincing the party goers that the juice taste bad and they should just take another kind of drink. My God Ella consumed more than 2 Liters of that juice. I don't even know how many bottles of vodka they mix on that juice probably the whole bottle or more.

Tom asked. "I'm Jonathan. Just call me Joe." "Thanks, Joe. Sorry my friend was such a hassle," Bob added. "No problem. Just relax!" As they spoke, two doctors—Joe’s friends—came by to call for him. "Joe, where’s the juice?" Dr. Kelvin asked. "I want one too!" Dr. Brandon added. "Geez, you guys! Can't you wait a second?" Joe replied, reaching into his bag and pulling out two boxes of strawberry juice in packaging identical to the goat-blood juice from the Mediyoung Company.

He simply lacks consideration. Mabel's coffee was black, without milk or sugar. She then took a sip. "So, when I heard from Winston that Caleb was entangled with you recently, I was curious about how you could tolerate him."